Prince Simon's inner chamber was a breathtaking blend of nature's splendour and royalty. He had a place where he met his wives and concubines and this inner chamber space that only he was authorized to enter. After seeing Shelby, all his females suddenly seemed dull to him.
He closed his eyes and reminisced on this female, who had taken him by surprise. He thought that he had seen it all... until this female that he itched to conquer. He loved to strategize in this space just because it was not tainted by anything.
In that space, even the walls were not mere stone but living wood, entwined with veins of glowing colours, depending on the time of day. It pulsed faintly as if the room itself breathed with the magic of the Fae. The high, vaulted ceiling shimmered with enchanted vines that bore luminescent blossoms, casting a soft glow across the space. This was what he loved best about the whole space.